"You…"
Princess Fei-er nearly spurted a mouthful of fresh blood.
Pour you a cup of wine? Pour your head!
Didn't I redeem myself for ten days already?
I'm not your maid now, alright?
"I know!" Zhang Xuan nodded. "We've met previously, and we can be considered friends, right, Sixth princess?"
Glaring at Zhang Xuan with a look that exclaimed that she would strangle the other party if she could, Yu Fei-er clenched her teeth tightly and replied, "Of course!"
She had no other choice. By saying that she was his friend, the other party was already sparing her dignity. If the other party were to say that she was his maid, she would really die of shame.
"I'll pour it for you!"
Yu Fei-er stomped her way to the closest bottle and poured Zhang Xuan a bottle of wine while insulting the latter in her mind. If she could, she would really want to skin this hateful man alive.
